ENFP & INFP: The Lighthouse Between Us
- Sharon
- Apr 6
- 3 min read

In the seaside town of Windmere, where the gulls cried louder than the church bells and the horizon always seemed one step out of reach, two wanderers found each other beneath a salt-sprayed sky.
Lyra, an ENFP, was a whirlwind in sandals. She ran a tiny storytelling booth on the boardwalk, trading tales for seashells and laughter. Her hair always smelled of seafoam and her heart, of stardust.
Ezra, an INFP, was the lighthouse keeper. Quiet, thoughtful, and a little lost in his own dreams. He wrote poetry on foggy windows and spoke more to the tide than to townsfolk.
They met when Lyra trespassed to sketch the lighthouse spiral from the inside.
Ezra didn’t scold her. He brought her tea.
The Tide and the Flame
Their conversations floated:
She told stories that never ended. He listened like every word stitched the universe closer.
She dared him to dance on the cliff. He dared her to be still long enough to hear the waves thinking.
Over time, they built a ritual:
Afternoon haikus passed in drift bottles. Constellation-spotting from the lighthouse balcony. Secret messages carved into sea glass.
The Windmere Chorus
Windmere's chorus was composed of sixteen distinct souls, each contributing a thread to their tapestry:
INTJ, The Cartographer of Winds – Drew maps of emotional weather. Gifted Ezra a chart labeled "Lyra Storms."
ENTJ, The Dockmaster – Ran the pier like a kingdom. Made Lyra a captain of stories.
ENTP, The Shell Hacker – Created a music box from clam shells. Played it whenever Lyra passed.
INFJ, The Moon Baker – Baked bread with messages inside. One told Ezra, "Follow the flame."
INFP, The Mirror Poet – Ezra's twin soul, who moved away long ago. Still sent him poems in bottles.
ENFP, The Fire Spinner – Lyra’s cousin, who juggled flames and feelings with equal ease.
ENFJ, The Harmony Weaver – Arranged town picnics. Sat Lyra and Ezra beside each other every time.
ISFP, The Sand Sketcher – Drew disappearing portraits of townspeople. Caught Ezra's soft smile once.
ESFP, The Tide Singer – Sang songs that made the waves pause. Inspired Lyra's ocean tales.
INTP, The Boat Tinkerer – Fixed things no one asked to be fixed. Made a compass that always pointed to Lyra.
ISTP, The Fog Walker – Disappeared into the mist and came back with pocketfuls of answers.
ISTJ, The Buoy Tracker – Labeled every piece of ocean equipment. Secretly protected Lyra’s floating messages.
ISFJ, The Memory Gardener – Planted flowers where important moments happened. A field bloomed around the lighthouse.
ESFJ, The Festival Keeper – Organized lantern parades. Once built one shaped like Lyra’s smile.
ESTJ, The Ferry Scheduler – Kept the town running. Gave Ezra a day off without asking.
ESTP, The Cliff Jumper – Taught Lyra to dive. Ezra waited with a warm towel each time.
Drift and Anchor
Lyra painted Ezra’s door with scenes of every place they dreamed of going. Ezra left a poem in her story booth that read:
"You are the beacon I didn’t know I was waiting for."
One night, during a storm, Lyra showed up soaked, breathless.
"If you had to choose one place to stay forever," she asked, "would it be here?"
Ezra took her hand, placed it over his heart, and whispered: "Only if you're the storm."
The Beacon Library
They converted the lighthouse into a floating library. Books dangled from ropes. Poems etched into driftwood. Maps to imaginary places.
Every visitor added a line to the ever-growing town poem.
Ezra wrote: "She made the tide stay for tea."
Lyra wrote: "He turned stillness into stars."
They weren't each other's anchors. They were each other's winds.
The End.
ENFP - Short Stories
These short stories guide readers on a journey of self-discovery and growth. By completing this 16-story series, you'll naturally develop the ability to understand any personality type and take the lead in any situation—whether in your career, relationships, or business.
Start Reading
Comments